This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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Faced with the players' second surrender, the first generation became angry.

He can tolerate being defeated on the battlefield and being destroyed by conspiracy, but he cannot tolerate the kindness of the enemy.

Kindness means condescending alms, means the strong sympathize with the weak, means that the other party has stood in a higher position, looking down on the humble self.

What made him even more intolerable was that he was a little emotional.

Pulling out his own ice flame, he said loudly: "I am the first generation, the most perfect human being, and one of the most powerful demigods. I have lived from ancient times to the present, and have witnessed the rise and fall of countless powerful men. I don't need anyone's charity, and I will not bend my knees to anyone other than a prophet. Even the gods and gods can only imprison me as a statue, and cannot turn me into a slave!"

The ice flame is burning violently.

As the same body of the first generation, he felt another will of himself, and the power of each other began to resonate, allowing the first generation to bloom the most brilliant power.

A white lily can be seen appearing throughout the twelfth floor of hell, which contains the power to deny everything and the last pride of the first generation.

No matter how despicable a bastard he was, at least for this moment, he looked like a real fighter.

Facing the rising lily, the superorganism can also feel the destructive power contained in it.

Facing this power, the superorganism sighed softly.

"Forget it, then let me give you a ride in the way of a soldier."

The spiritual energy of five hundred players is superimposed at this time, and the resulting effect is like the sun in winter, so bright, but so cold.

In front of the vast star-like psychic power, the lily of the first generation was torn apart in an instant, and he himself disappeared with the wind.

Silently looking at the petals scattered like cherry blossoms, the huge super entity was silent for a long time, and finally said: "It's done."

When the superorganism was thinking about how to recover, the second attack of the demigods arrived.

The power of magic flashed at this moment, and the twelve demigods had finished singing. Alsace in the middle was responsible for reconciling this power and condensing all the power into a bunch of flames.

This flame was only the size of a fingertip, but it appeared directly in the body of the superorganism out of thin air.

Upon contact with the superorganic body,

This flame began to devour the existence of the super entity to its heart's content, and everything in its body was turned into the accumulation of the flame, completely enveloping the super entity in the blink of an eye.

This is Alsace's secret technique, the Flame of Extinct World.

When he was still able to move freely on the ground, he used this secret technique to destroy several countries. This flame will feed on laws, once contaminated, the relevant laws of its own existence will be completely annihilated, and eventually perish due to the shattering of its own laws.

However, the superbody that was supposed to be destroyed in an instant completely extinguished the flames surrounding itself with just a look.

Arthas silently felt the law of extinction, and smiled wryly: "Sure enough, is it still too reluctant?"

Flying up, he faced the superorganism in front of him: "We don't have as much pride as the first generation, we surrender."

After half an hour.

Five hundred slimes and other NPCs were lazily lying in the living room of Peak of Joy.

"It's so comfortable here, but I still want to connect again."

"Me too, it seems like I'm not thinking about anything, it's like thinking about everything again, that feeling is really great."

"Spiritually, I feel like nothing will hold my attention for a while."

"Me too!"

"I'm really a dj. This is my sister's contact information. Please let it be more enjoyable. If it doesn't work, I can also give you my brother's."

Seeing players who are like medicine dregs, I really sighed as a dj.

"So this thing has a lot of side effects, especially if so many people link together, the side effects will be even greater. And it was already the limit just now, and it will only be more dangerous if it continues."

"How dangerous is it?"

"Probably the complete assimilation of personality."

"That little thing doesn't matter, let me do it again."

I'm really a dj looking helplessly at this group of slimes, and simply jumped out, leaving the rest of the mess to undress.

He made an appointment for everyone, took off his clothes to earn some extra money for himself, and then said to Alsace who was standing by, "You said, there is a demigod named Prophet who knew we would come and asked us to meet him?"

"That's right." Alsace said mildly, "He's waiting for you, is there anything else?"

"I need a little stimulation to cheer up my people. Just choose a few demigods that you don't like, and let them assist in some experiments."

"This is no problem. By the way, I also have a question. Do you know Alan?"

"There he is."

Alsace looked in the direction indicated by taking off his clothes, and saw Allen squatting in the corner and giggling.

"What's up with him?"

"The succubus seems to be a little more sensitive to this kind of connection, but it will be fine after a while. You are his grandfather, right?"

"Yes. So after that, can I have a chat with Alan alone?"

"No problem, whatever. Then, please take me to see the Prophet."

Pulling the professor, he took off his clothes and followed Alsace to the treasure room.

The Prophet in shorts is sitting reading a book on top of a large hourglass, his delicate calves swinging back and forth like pendulums.

Seeing the two slimes coming in, the Prophet waved his hand in a friendly way: "Hey, you are here."

Jumping off the hourglass, he touched the professor's head: "I am the prophet, you are the professor, and you take off your clothes. Needless to say, come with me."

Telling Alsace to leave here, the prophet stared at the professor for a while, then stretched out his hand, pinching the professor into a right triangle for a while, and an equilateral triangle for a while.

The professor jumped out dissatisfied, and yelled at the prophet: "What are you doing? You will be charged for touching me! And do I know you very well?"

"Ah, sorry, I forgot this is the first time we met. I can't reveal who I am, because spoilers are wrong. But you just need to know that I am completely on your side."

He took off his clothes and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Are you our creation? Are you from the future?"

The prophet watched and took off his clothes appreciatively: "As expected of you, you deduced some of my information so quickly. But unfortunately, I guessed half wrong. I am indeed your creation, but I am not from the future..."

After a pause, the Prophet looked at the expressions of the two, and smiled and said his own origin: "It's the previous reincarnation. A reincarnation without the devil, only you."

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